[PROUD PARENT ALERT}
Hot off the press today I want to share a poem that child #1 wrote at school a couple of months ago: The Environment and I. Written as part of a school project, her poem has been included in an anthology of poems from young writers called This is Me.
Like all parents we obviously think that our children are total superstars, but even speaking objectively (as much as that is possible) I think that what child #1 has written is really good. Her poem speaks beautifully of the wonder and glory of the world. Her perspective is childish in the best sense of the word – not complaining or despairing, but celebrating what she loves; finding joy in simple things with a beautiful and compelling innocence.
Not caught up on trying to make things rhyme she has accessed a deeper level of poetic form – with repetition of ‘I love’, rich descriptive language that paints vibrant word pictures, and then an arresting change of pace and pattern in the final line. Without further ado, here it is:
Drawing in all of the senses this poem takes a walk through the wonder of ‘the environment – grounding an abstract concept in specific, tangible gratitude. From the tight, fingertip focus of the texture of bark on a tree, the attention pulls out once more: connecting the specific with the universal: this bark on this tree in this forest is ‘the environment’, and the whole world is too, and it is all home.
I love how she has written about the things that she loves. All change – certainly all activism – starts with really, deeply caring. Learning to treasure and delight in goodness – to love – is a far more potent spark for action than fear ever could be.
If you wrote a poem that started “I love the environment” what would you say…?